[That's okay, Sephiroth, Mayuko is thirsty enough for any ten people here. She ceases her advance when she realizes Jason's coming over, so that she doesn't get separated from her coworker; it only takes a few imperious glances from her towards some of the younger party girls to receive a smidgen more space. In contrast, the nearest group of women, some of them part of Descendant's regular population, receive a slight upward nod of acknowledgement, that their space won't be encroached on. She's kept out of the way of the usual shady clientele, but this mix she can work with.]

Certainly an audience-approved tactic. Very... summer-break beach house. [Then towards Jason:] I'm shocked, a month at it and no reports of spontaneous combustion?